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On Vigrid's plain a cool night
Resting where a cloud close
Feels like a heavenly evening
Where I stand abandoned in the heart of the clouds
A late October full moon night
Lonely on a heathen field
In Vigrid's honor
In the shadow of my destiny
I feel a cold breeze pass easily
It roams me, takes me far away
I soar through the air like a lonely raven
While vigrid's vrd slowly lets me die
Drag me to nowhere
So I can die
And Vigrid's vrd
Can still hunt
On the souls of strong men
Let Vigrid's honor be strengthened
So that it can be cultivated
And a lower power
Can be shared
[English translation:]
[The spirit of Vigrid]
On the field of Vigrid a cold night
A thick fog rests
Feels like a heavenly suffocation
There I stand in the heart of the fog
A late October fullmoon night
Lonely on a pagan field
In the spirit of Vigrid
In the fog of my fate
I feel a cold breeze drifting lightly by< br/>It touches me, takes me far away
I float through the air lonely as a raven
While the spirit of Vigrid slowly lets me die
Take me to nowhere
So that I can die
And let the spirit of Vigrid
Still hunt for the souls of the strong men
Strenghten the spirit of Vigrid
So that it can be worshiped
And make a lesser might disappear